Mar. 5th, 2009 11:55 pm
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Steven and I got back a little while for our first night of swing classes. We've been talking about learning to dance for a while and I've occasionally tried to teach Steven a couple of the basics. I love dance; I danced for 10 years as a kid, ballet, jazz, and gymnastics, and took swing lessons the summer I graduated.

Brown Uni has a swing dance club. It's open to the public and, the best part, it's FREE. The class tonight wasn't exactly beginner, but we did talk to the instructors and got a tip about coming to the Monday free dance for more instruction. I know what we'll be doing next Thursday.

I still don't have much of an appetite, so the Flu Diet continues, as well as the weight loss. Good thing about this: losing weight. Bad thing about losing weight: none of my clothes fit anymore.

I had more to write, but I am dead tired.

Mm. Fall.

Oct. 19th, 2008 10:31 pm
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We managed to be semi-productive today. We started the Great Clothing Changeover. My mum always did this when I was a kid: around the middle of October, we would go into the attic and drag down all our winter stuff from their cardboard boxes (this was the Dark Ages: Before Rubbermaid). We'd spread everything out over the beds and change out the closets. We usually repeated the process in May, except with added mothballs. It became habit, usually because of no closet space.

It kind of disturbs me that nearly all of my summer clothes fit in one plastic bin. I also only have one pair of wearable shorts and they're not exactly awesome. I know what I'm buying next spring.

We did a metric buttload of laundry, changed out the screens/sundry winterizing, caught up on dishes, and did some more rearranging in hopes of it looking like a real, live home down here before the holidays/guests. Around 16:00, I realized that I had become a cave troll and hadn't left the house since Friday. We decided to brave the chilly, windy weather and venture out to the East Side.

I finally sucked it up and wore a coat. I am glad I did. It was freezing!

We parked nearly on Thayer Street and started wandering. There were still a fair amount of things open, shoppingwise, but bleh, it was really cold. That made dinner the much more attractive option. We ended up at Mama's Sharwarma. I really like their falafel better than East Side Pockets; they're lighter. I got an amazing falafel & beef sharwarma wrap and Steven got the burger of the day. Totally the best fries ever, there.

Cue more wandering from there. We didn't really have a plan when we went out except to just get out. We decided to check out Creperie since we've heard nothing but good things about it. It's this teeny little hole in the wall that's open really late.

We really weren't disappointed. It wasn't the cheapest thing around, but it was really, really delicious. I had Nutella and bananas, Steven had bananas, strawberries, and honey. So good. I can see why it's gotten such good reviews online. They have savory crepes, waffles, and a variety of wraps, it seems, as well.

Obviously, we're home now. That was our entertainment budget for the week.

This next week looks like it's going to be long. I have to meet with a counselor on Tuesday and then class picking day is Wednesday plus the few odd shifts at work. We're going to see Alice Cooper next week-end, so that's a nice thing to look forward to.

I still can't believe the month is almost over. I feel like I've missed most of the fall, though that's not exactly a lie with being sick. This really could be the only cold I have for the winter and I'll be set.

I wish I weren't so meh.
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First, my complex wins at life because they didn't bother clearing the slush when it was still slushy. Now, there's an inch thick layer of ice and they're trying to scrape that off at the loudest volume possible. Haven't you jerks ever heard of sand and salt?

I hid in the house all day, thinking about redesigning my websites. I didn't actually do anything, but thinking about it is half the battle, kind of like I'm still thinking about the rest of my painting. Steven called and mentioned something about dinner, so I crawled into the shower. There's nothing like trying to shave in a lukewarm shower. There's been no hot water this month at all. I went all out and even wore the World's Least Comfortable Underpants with their matching suspenders.

Since the weather is filthy, we decided to just got to Cannoli's up the street. We hadn't been there since we moved and we'd been meaning to try it. They had a prix fixe dinner, so we pulled the requisite amount of money and sat. And sat. And sat. I guess 7pm is one of their busier times. It was better than it could have been, though, since they had a live lounge singer doing Frank Sinatra, Deano, and Bobby Darin covers.

We had salad, Steven had clams oreganato and I had just stuffed clams as appetizers and both decided on the chicken picatta for dinner. Unfortunately, Cannoli's wants me dead and it was full of dried tomatoes and peppers and probably something else. I managed about two bites before my throat and mouth started getting itchy, so I had to flag down the waitress and explain that I hadn't realized their picatta had tomatoes in it. She brought it back and I ended up getting the surf and turf instead, which was really delicious. They had mini-cheesecakes as dessert, so we enjoyed that with a cup of coffee and listened to the singer. All in all, a good night.

Which brings me to here, updating the internets. If I get around to getting to the store tomorrow, I'm going to pick up some lemon and almond extracts so I can abduct Nicki and demand she bake a cake with me.

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Apparently, they all hang out at the mall.

We celebrated a month of marriedness by going out to dinner with [livejournal.com profile] pinkandsilver, who desperately needed to be introduced to the glory of Eo Noodle. I am happy to report that we have a literal tonne of leftovers, which means I never have to cook this week-end. Eo was mostly delicious, but it was missing the giant green leafy things that they usually have. It made me a little sad, but not too much, since my cheng du noodles were really spicy tonight. So tasty.

Since we were down there, we figured we might as well hit the Natick!Mall. We checked out their dollar bin and I found a very pretty icy blue eye shadow, a nail polish, a rosy lippie, and some electric yellow lippie that goes on coral and looks awesome on. They didn't have my vanilla spice body wash, which I might sell an organ for at this point, but I did get a jar of the body butter. Then, I promptly died of happiness since it was only $10.50. Nicki bought a mango gift set for like $4 more than what the body butter itself cost.

We made total asses of ourselves in the Discovery Store. I can't even remember what we started laughing about, but we had to leave because we were hysterical. Damn uteri and all.

My husband wins the awesome award because he actually went into the Coach store, alone, trying to track down the bag I had squee'ed over once for 35 seconds two months ago. We petted pretty dresses in Jessica McClintock. We went to the promised land after that so Nicki could get a tank and a homewrecking skirt and a really cute tee. I bought a purple shirt that says Love is a Battlefield. The mall closed and we missed out on Sephora, making us both sad badgers. It's ok, because there's still one in the city.

I gave Nicki a couple of things from my closet when we got back here, including a really cute dress from H&M that isn't going to even fit my boobs again. Steven cheerfully waved goodbye to the excess clothing. I found a couple things that I hadn't seen in weeks, so I was happy too, even if it isn't quite skirt weather.

Since, uh, it's 2* outside. Stupid New England.

I'm still broken up with Battlestar, but I'll be crawling back to it on Sunday. There was a moment of hope that Nicki may be able to get out in time to see it, so we can both break up with it again around 11pm unless it's really good, in which case, we can stay together.

It's going to be a whole 30* tomorrow, so I think I'm going to wear my pretty, filmy white sweater and the dark jeans that make me all squee because they're a size smaller than everything else I currently have (read: they fit.) To my knowledge, we're stealing Nicki for the day and doing stuff since stuff is good and she needs to get things from the UMass.

Starting my painting Monday, as well as kicking my ass into gear with the belly dancing. I kind of also want to frame up Eva II and put her on our walls. If I remember, I'll take a picture of a couple of the pieces I have left in my portfolio.


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